Only an Ensign: A Tale of the Retreat from Cabul, Volume 2 (of 3)Grant, James
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Only an Ensign: A Tale of the Retreat from Cabul, Volume 2 (of 3)
Grant, James
Afghan Wars -- Fiction
"Why not; it is a poor heart that never rejoices. You are down in
your luck with Rose, but you will laugh at that by-and-by."
Denzil coloured, but made no reply. Oh, had his ears deceived him?
Had he heard aright? Had he been bantered by the tongue that spoke
so alluringly yesterday, mocked by the lips that had been pressed to
his so passionately? Were the clear, bright hazel eyes that but
lately looked so earnest, now smiling, as they alone could smile,
into those of another?
Might he not have been mistaken? he tormentingly asked himself again
and again, and she be true after all--yes, after the sweet
impassioned hours of joy by the Lake of Istaliff it must be so! He
actually began to flatter himself that this was the case; that all
was as he wished it to be; so true it is "that a man freshly in love
is more blind than the bats at noonday."
So far as change of scene, of circumstance, of society, and some
kinds of experience went, Denzil was beginning to learn the truth of
Southey's maxim, "Live as long as you may, the first twenty years are
the longest of your life."
CHAPTER XII.
ASSASSINATION.
No special correspondent had ever, or has ever, penetrated beyond the
Indus and into the wilds of Kohistan, to saturate the English papers
with narratives of the terrible scenes which we are about to describe
in some of these pages.
Leaving the cantonments by the centre gate which faced the hills of
Siah Sung, Denzil, Waller, and the officers who had joined them,
Captains Mackenzie, Lawrence, and Trevor, now rode to where a group
of others surrounded one on horseback, who proved to be the Envoy,
who had with him a Hindoo syce, or groom, leading a marvellously
beautiful Arab horse, which he meant to present in our Queen's name
to the Sirdir. With all his avowed confidence in the latter, he had
requested that, in case of any unforeseen emergency arising, the 51th
Native Infantry, the Shah's 6th regiment and two field pieces should
be in readiness for instant service; but so greatly was General
Elphinstone debilitated, alike in mind and body, that no order to
this effect was issued; so the men remained idle in their bungalows,
though it was known that the cowardly Shah Sujah, who had eight
hundred ladies, the flower of all his country, shut up with him in
the Bala Hissar, was so apprehensive of the result of the meeting,
that he coolly sent orders through his Kadun Kahia (or Mother of the
Maids) placed in authority over them, that they should, if the rebels
under Ackbar got into the city, be each and all prepared to take a
deadly poison within an hour.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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